In the evening, a maiden figure wrapped in a raincoat moved toward the stable’s hut. Armed with a dagger donated by her sister for her birthday, and a small bag of gold for bribing, Shirke went to settle the conflict.

With a creak, the door of the house opened and a huge figure of a groom appeared in the doorway. Grinning, he said:

- Has it come yet? That's clever. Well, you are welcome, - smiling to his ears, he entered the house.

"Heck! I wanted to talk on the street ... However, I have a dagger - I am not afraid of him ”And a brave girl entered the shack. She had a rather unpleasant appearance — on the table covered with crumbs there were mountains of dirty dishes. Things are scattered across the floor. In a dimly lit stuffy room there is a smell of leather handicrafts, sweat and smoke. The bed is crumpled, the bedding has obviously not been changed for a long time - on a blanket there are large divorces of dubious origin. “Just some kind of horror. And does he live here? ”The house clearly lacked a woman’s hand.

“It’s a little tidy here,” “Lightly?”, “But you can live,” he said, opening a small window. - And then there will be nothing to breathe. Look, he made the net - mosquitoes do not interfere.

Then he sat down heavily on the bed and looked at the guest. She decided to act and only opened her mouth, as a man interrupted her:

- What are you worth? Sit down - he slapped the bed beside him.

- No, sapasibo, I'll stand. I came...

- Sit down! - he suddenly barked at her and the countess shrank from fright, but nevertheless complied and went to the stableman. “If anything, from such a distance I still cannot reach him,” she reasoned.

When Shirke tried to dash on the bed, the man suddenly embraced her and pulled, sitting on his lap. To her horror, a dagger hung on his thigh, which he felt.

There was a pause. The girl with fear was ready to fall off the ground.

- And what's that? - he took out a dagger and placed it under her nose. She prepared for death. “Ay-yay-yay ... not good,” the man calmly laid down his weapon at the head of the bed. - And then what? - he groped for a bag of money with which she was going to bribe him. - That's for me? Thank you, it will not hurt, but really, it was not worth it - I don’t need money for my services. I said it was useful for both you and me. ”The bag followed the dagger. - It's not good, baby, I was waiting for you, I was preparing, I washed myself, and you with a knife ...

- I ask you ... I ... We ... we cannot continue like this ...

- Why?

- I have a husband...

- And where is he?

 —...

- Here I am about the same ... So, finish with these nonsense, the night is not so long, and I have been waiting for you for a very long time, my eggs are already breaking, so come on, take off your clothes, - with these words he gently pushed her into ass, lifting and standing to stand in front of him, and he lounged on the bed, looking expectantly at the countess. - Well? What are you waiting for?

- I ... I can't ...

- Then I will tear your clothes and come back home naked.

- No, no, please! Only not this!

- Then for the cause!

Burning with shame, Shirke began to undress under the gaze of the man, who began to slightly massage the hillock noticeably bristling on his pants.So she stayed in her underwear ... She took a pleading look at her tormentor - no indulgence. The bodice fell to the floor ... She shyly covered herself with her hand and sat down, embarrassed. To her horror, Shirke felt her nipples harden and stomp.

- Get up and get your hands off! - she had nothing left but to obey. A contented smile spread across the man's face — he looked at her chest, then into her eyes. And she could only that redness more than ever. - Go on!

With trembling hands, she began to lower her last defense ...

- Stop! - “Really, condescension?” - Turn around ass! - Shirke complied and slowly began to lower her panties, exposing her most intimate places for viewing. - Wait a minute! - she froze, not daring to disobey. Panties were at the level of the ankles. She remained standing, folded in half.

The bed creaked, the stableman came up, laid huge hands on her bare thighs. The girl shuddered. Then he pressed against the bulging knoll of his pants to her pussy and began to rub against her.

- Feel like I want you?

- Y-Y-yes ...

“That's good,” he rubbed some more, lightly slapped her on the ass, and returned to the bed, which again creaked plaintively. - Go here!

Stepping over the panties and being completely naked in front of the indiscreet gaze of a man, the countess approached, not daring to hide behind her hands or look up.

A minute passed, another, and she still stood naked in front of the groom, feeling herself excited. Finally, the girl looked up. He sat in front of her, spreading his legs wide and stroking his groin. Noticing that she finally decided to look at him, the man said:

- Well, did your husband teach you to prepare a fighter for a fight?

- What? ... No ... - she was embarrassed more than ever, realizing what was required of her.

“It's nothing, get up on your knees,” Shirke's legs buckled up. She could not believe what was happening, but continued to carry out orders, as if hypnotized. The girl felt like a rabbit, spellbound by a boa. “Take out my baby,” with trembling hands, she began to untie the lacing of her pants, then froze, not daring to put a hand in there. Her throat was dry. - Do not worry, he does not bite. Yes, and he really liked you, however, like him to you. More boldly, - the countess launched a gentle miniature pen in the groom’s pants and felt for his huge hot genital organ, which had already twice invaded her without an invitation. Feeling the reverent trembling ... and the already familiar warmth in the lower abdomen, she took out this monster to the light of God. The spectacle was impressive: huge and thick, twined with dark veins ... - Well, what are you looking at? Get started

- I ... I do not know how ...

- Nothing, just lick it, suck, caress tongue - only without a tooth! In short, think of something, and I will say whether you are doing it right or not.

There was a pause, she had no idea how to act, and was terribly shy. But between the legs was already burning. The blood in her temples throbbed ... She wanted sex ... The Countess looked at the owner of this miracle, seeing only waiting, she decided: she closed her eyes and gently pecked at the tip, like a little sparrow. Opening her eyes and feeling the heat that came to her face, she found a string of mucus stretching from the tip of the penis to her lips. The thread of the samzka immediately broke, but the girl's lips were moist. Looking into the eyes of the groom and afraid to see them laughing, she found only approval. It gave her strength. Shyly, Shirke first stuck out the tip of her tongue and tried the liquid on her lips, then, red as a cancer, licked her lips, deserving the groom's contented smile.

Pecked again. Then another ... The Countess relaxed her lips and now covered the slippery knob with awkward kisses, gradually boldly - she was getting excited. Doing something dirty and forbidden, the woman was excited more. Soon the girl, like a cat, was already licking the entire head, sprinkling her lips into the hole, pushing the tongue in there and sending out. Then she discovered the bridle ... She began to pinch her and caress her tongue, squinting with pleasure.Then, remembering her husband, she began to move her hand along the strengthening trunk, then closing the shiny knob with her skin, then opening it again. This sight fascinated her. Again licked the head, the inner part of the foreskin, and noticed that the lubricant again covered them. Realizing what was the matter, she sank to the source and began sucking the hole again - for some reason she wanted to have only her lubricant on the penis - saliva - she wanted to mark it somehow, as belonging to her.

But then a powerful hand grabbed her one hip and pulled it up so as not to hit her head on the dirty floor, Shirka rested her hands on her, being turned down. Then the man lay back - the bed groaned again plaintively - pulled her legs - a member slipped ...